The best memories of life are from those unexpected moments when a friendship with a girlfriend develops into something unbelievably intense, culminates in the physical, and then maintains that pleasant level for a couple of yr until you both move on. The retention live on forever, and you always have that particular gleam in your storage about the beauty of it. to the highest degree masses have those store -- or at least I hope they do. It 's an nonplus thing.

In my case, though, it happened with my sister.

The summer before my senior twelvemonth in high school my parents took Karen, myself, and a friend of hers, Lisa on a trip to Cozumel, Mexico for a ten days. My parents are fairly well-off, not extravagantly affluent but doing well enough to give occasional luxuries. Karenic was almost 16 and had developed into a gorgeous young charwoman. Her arms were long and almost thin, but her body was stacked and toned. She had long amber tomentum and this astound jest that made her entire grimace light up. I knew that she was beautiful, both inside and out, but my feelings towards her were not consciously sexual. Instead it was to a greater extent of a quiet pride in the intelligent, happy, and beautiful young cleaning lady she was becoming.

We had been at the haunt in Cozumel a few days when our parents decided to go in to town for the day to browse, eat, and basically have some mom-and-dad alone metre. We were all old enough and responsible enough that they were comfortable leaving us alone at the refuge for the day. And honestly I wonder if they suspected something might occur and just did n't care all that much. Our parents had always made sure we were knowledgeable about human sexuality, and figured that was serious than us getting bored and getting in problem in a more public way.

They knew it was our holiday too, after all. And I 'm pretty sure they also had wild adventures when they were our age.

So the parents headed into Ithiel Town early in the morning. We all woke up about an hr after they left and put on our uniforms for the trip, which in our cause happened to be bathing suits. Karen looked stupefy. She wore a hydrated lime green bikini that was just *this* side of being too small. Long hours beachside had caused her to get a dandy tan that made her cheeks flush red whenever she would laugh. Lisa wore a two-piece that was about the Sami size as Karen 's but solid white, contrasting nicely with her dark, long, satiny browned hair.

Before the trip Lisa and I had this family relationship that bordered just this side of meat of being confrontational. She was hot, but came across a being slightly arrogant. Further, she was my sister 's best acquaintance, so there was this unverbalised dominion that she was off-limits. In retrospect I think this came from my sis ; I think Karen was attracted to me on a forbidden stratum, but just could n't let herself admit it -- even to herself. So instead she sent off subtle clues of green-eyed monster that became slightly more pronounced whenever Lisa was around. You 're hypersensitised to those matter about young lady when you 're that age, so to make sure as shooting Karen knew that I got the message I would jest around with Lisa in variety of a passive-aggressive way. Lisa would always return the favor.

But after we were all forced to be around each early for a couple of days the moral force started to change. There was an edge to everything that was very pleasant and unlax. The biting gossip stopped almost completely, and when they did crop up they were not as harsh. We just laughed, swam, and basically had a great time with each other. And hell, I was 17 and enjoyed every moment of being around them, watching them move and laugh.

We ate breakfast that morning together, watched TV for a bit and headed to the pool. After a bit of haggling with the bartender, and with the helper of some `` hey I 'm going to babble to you with my arm pushing my boobs together '' from Karen, we managed to to get served some mimosas. Since we were all lightweights it only took a few before we got a squeamish morning buzz. After a while we got bored and headed back to the hotel elbow room. The fille wanted to condition out the shop that were across the street, and did n't need to walk around in their bathing suits.

We got back to the Karen and Lisa went into the bathroom to vary. I could hear them talking and giggling softly, but my eyes were focused on one affair of particular pursuit : they left the door open. After a yoke of minute I got up to go talk of the town to them. Yes, they were in the bathroom, normally a private domain. But the door was give, and… there was something in the atmosphere. Something exciting. Something electric.

It just seemed like the good thing to do.

So I got to the bathroom door and opened my sassing to talk when I saw Karen standing there, doing something with her cilium in the mirror. Topless. She turns to look at me with a slight grin, one eyebrow raised.

'' Uh, do you want something, Brian ? ``

'' No, I, uh, just wanted to see what you guys wanted to do later. '' Most superb comeback of all time.

'' well, I do n't know Brian, did you have something in mind ? '' Lisa asked. She was sitting on the return on the other side of Karen. She was also looking at me with a gleam in her eye.

Something about their attitudes caused me to shoot back into my distinctive self. I took a stance like a gunfighter and said in my best Texas drawl :

'' fountainhead I dunno there little buckeroo, but I think this is a undecomposed topographic point t'start ! '' With that I whipped the camera I bought for the head trip out of my back pocket like it was a six-shooter and held it up in front of my face.

'' Brian ! '' They both screamed, laughing.

'' Brian, NO ! You ca n't do that ! ``, Karenic said. But she did n't move to traverse herself and she certainly did n't count like she was n't having fun. `` I do n't need anything showing up on the Internet ! ``

'' So you do n't care if I take it though, right ? '' I thought.

I locked eyes with her and hesitated for a moment.

'' I tell you what, sis. We do this and you can take in the store poster when I 'm done. What you do after that is your business concern. ``

'' Oh my God, I ca n't believe you want to do that, '' she said.

So before she could say another word I snapped a icon of her.

She 's standing there, laughing, one mitt partially covering her backtalk, her cheeks flush. Her prospicient hair is still wet and golden-dark. And her tit are perfection like no plastic surgeon has ever been able to attain : mellow, full, round of drinks. sun is coming in from the window to the rightfulness of her, highlighting her pilus and her bright gullible eyes. She laughs. She glows.

Seeing Karen like that caused a reaction in me that was deeply physical and surprisingly emotional. I felt a love for her that took me completely by surprise. What I wanted to do was to pick her up, take her into the sleeping room, lock the threshold, and completely give my way with her forever and ever, Lisa and society be goddamned. It was passion, but passion based upon the friendly relationship that we had developed and the love we had shared our whole animation.

This was all the more impressive because Lisa looked simply amazing as well and was only inches away from Karen. Her white Bikini top was holding up these brilliant boob, little than Karenic 's but no less gorgeous. She was wearing a dark-green floral-print wrapping, sitting on the tabulator with her legs crossed. The wrapping fell give almost all the way to her hip, and the effect was aphrodisiacal than if she had had nothing on but her bikini bottoms. She was leaning back on her hands, the location causing her well-toned abs to show.

Even with that vision of beauty sitting a few ft away there was fiddling room in my mind for anything other than the laughing, elfin face that I 'd known my whole life. I wanted to take her. *Now. *

But things were n't yet at that percentage point. All of a sudden I found myself painfully erect. I had n't even been mindful of it happening. My cock was pointing straight up, held back by the lining of my swimming body. I both did and did not hope that they could evidence. They probably could.

Lisa looked up at me as I pointed the camera at her.

'' So, Lisa, are you playing to ? ``

'' I do n't imagine so, Brian. Whatever you do with your perv sister is your business ! '' Something in her typeface and the way she said it did n't quite agree her words. Or maybe I was just being hopeful.

'' Oh come on, Lisa ! Do n't be such a prude ! ``, Karen said, surprising me a bit.

Lisa looked over at her. For a few irregular they exchanged gaze. Then Lisa started blushing deeply.

'' Oh here we go, '' I could n't assist but think.

She turned to expect at me, reached around behind her cervix, and started untying the Bikini string.

'' Wait, '' I said. `` stay right there. ``

She looked at me with a quizzical look on her side. I held the camera up and she seemed to empathise : her current mannerism was perfect. I snapped a picture of her, her big brown eyes staring right at the camera, her script behind her neck. This caused her already perky dumbbell to rise even eminent. Her long fuzz was held back in a ponytail, highlighting her slender neck.

'' Ok, go ahead, '' I said.

She paused for a second, then untied the strings to her top and tossed it aside.

'' Why do n't you brook up and lean against the retort ? '' I asked.

'' Ok. ''

So she does. Whenever I run across the intelligence `` statuesque '' I always think about Karen. But the word `` luscious '' ... That describes Lisa perfectly. She was an inch or two shorter than Karen, but had more curve in some very overnice post. Her pelvis were slightly wider, but her waist was about the same size.

I got a few more word-painting of her, suggesting airs. I then turned back to Karen and did the Saame. We 're laughing and cutting up, they 're trying unsuccessfully to be all serious and sexy for the camera, all of this happening in this pleasantly cramped bathroom.

After about ten more minutes of this Lisa says `` Ok, Brian. Now it 's your turn. ``

I feigned ignorance. `` What do you signify ? ``

'' I think she means she wants to take moving picture of you, dummy up. ``

'' Oh, ok. '' I hand the tv camera over and strike a pose.

'' Oh no, '' Lisa says. `` Not like that. You get to see us, we get to see you. ``

'' But I did n't get to see all of you ! '' I was enjoying the inferno out of this, but was n't going to let them make out that.

'' seed on, Brian, you show us yours and maybe we 'll testify you ours, '' Lisa said.

So with that I untied the drawing string to my trunks, slid them down to ground, stepped out of them, and stood up straight.

'' Oh my God, '' Karen said, staring straight person at my cock. Now, I 'm no slouch in the pecker section : 7 inches from tip to balls. So I tried not to grin like an changeling at those dustup, and managed to just gently smiling. I was also very aware that my cock was standing at full attention, being admired by two topless teens.

Throb.

'' Mmmm ok, now pose ! '' Lisa ordered, and I did. She would suggest mannerism, then Karen would, then Lisa again. The totally time I was painfully aware of how stopping point they were to me.

After a few minutes Lisa lowered the camera.

'' Hey, why do n't you guys pose together ? You look so cute succeeding to each other. ``

I could n't severalize if my mouth dried up or I started salivating. Either way, my inwardness was thumping in my chest so loudly I could hardly think.

Karenic let out this abash laugh and looked at me. I smiled, shrugged, and moved in finisher to her.

We did some fairly unobjectionable poses, both of us pretending this was n't turning into something more. Then she turned around and I got behind her, my shaft nestled in between her ass boldness. I had my bridge player around her waistline, and could feel the slopped brawn of her belly. And something else, as well : she was trembling.

That threw me for a iteration. There was no way in sin I would do anything to suffer this beautiful creature. So instead of grabbing her like instinct told me to I instead gently stroked her belly with my fingertips, then her binding. She was still trembling but seemed to relax somewhat. She bent over a fiddling bit more and put her elbows on the countertop.

'' That feels nice, '' she sighed.

I continued to lightly caress her back. She relaxed some more and then did something that almost made me come decently then and there : she pushed back at me and began slowly, very slowly, moving her ass up and down.

It was at this point that Lisa put the camera down. My attention had been focused like a optical maser on Karen and Lisa 's campaign brought me out of it. She laid the camera down on the counter, looked directly into my centre, and walked up next to me. She put her bridge player on my dispirited cover, and then just like that we were kissing.

There are two simulacrum from that day that are embedded in my retentiveness like they had been burned there with a stigmatisation atomic number 26. The first was of Karen 's beauty while she blushed and laughed as I took that kickoff picture of her. The second is of Lisa walking up to me before we kissed. She was topless, wearing nada to a greater extent than her bikini bottoms, a floral wrap, a beautiful tan, and a ponytail that went down below her shoulder vane. I 'll never bury the way she looked as she moved, graceful and determined.

I let go of Karen and turned my attention to Lisa. She put her limb around my neck and pressed her breasts against my lower chest, her belly mashing my cock against my abs. We kissed deeply for a moment before I heard Karenic move. I broke the kiss, turned to Karen, and leaned into her ear.

'' I am going to osculate you now, '' I whispered.

And I did, and… Wow. We could have powered a minor city with that candy kiss. At 1st it was provisional, then it grew in persuasiveness and intensity. Our tongue battled and she let out this girlish groan that was so aphrodisiacal I almost lost it then and there.

She draped her blazon around my neck opening and pulled me in close. I lifted her up onto the countertop and pulled her to me, her breasts crushed against my chest. My kiss moved to her cervix, at which point she looked at Lisa who obligingly moved in. They exchanged a kiss while I moved my hands to Karen 's magnificent tit.

She was n't trembling any more.

'' So have you blackguard done this before ? '' I ask.

'' Not with you ! '' Lisa exclaimed.

'' trade good enough, '' I thought.

Karenic 's right breast was now pressed against Lisa 's pass on one, nipples touching. I leaned down between them and set out flicking my tongue over both mammilla. They both let out diminished groan and attend down at me. I looked back up and grinned, my lingua sticking out.

It really does n't get any better than that.

I kissed my way back up, this clip to Lisa 's cervix.

Then I nearly jumped out of my skin as I felt a bridge player lightly touch my incredibly sensitive pecker. They both felt me start and everything stopped for a mo as we shared a skittish chuckle.

It was Karen 's hand. My sister 's paw. And I was happy for it.

Slowly she started to proceed it up and down. I moved my mitt up each of their inner second joint and began rubbing the hummock underneath their bikini arse. Karenic moaned and grabbed my shoulder joint for balance, slightly spreading her branch. Lisa leaned back against the buffet and thrust her hips forward, rocking them back and Forth. The aroma of them started to fill up the bantam room. I slowly worked my way under Lisa 's bikini bottoms.

Hopping down Karenic pulled me by my rooster towards the bathroom door.

'' You guys follow me, '' Karen says, leading the way to the girls'bedroom. They fell onto Karen 's bed.

'' These motive to go, '' I said with a grin. I untied Lisa 's bikini fanny and threw it on the floor, then pulled off Karen 's and discarded it on top of Lisa 's. Lisa 's pussy was covered with a wanton brown strip of hair that was just barely there. Karen 's was almost nothing to speak of : light blond hair that was difficult to see, the skin under it untasted by the sun. I kissed my way up Lisa 's magnificent leg, up her thigh, and deeply inhaled her aroma. It was a beautiful smell. Karen rolled over on her face and began kissing Lisa again, massaging her breasts. I kissed Lisa 's pussy, causing her to gasp and spread her branch further. I licked her pussy from bottom to top as she thrust her pelvis against my face, moaning loudly.

'' Oh my God, yes, '' she panted. `` Yes ! '' she almost screamed as I began working on her clit. Her panting and ecphonesis quickly became rough and more than acute. I reached up to toy with her tits and found one already occupied by one of Karen 's manpower. I slid my hand between her handwriting and Lisa 's tit, grasping Karen 's fingers tightly between mine so she would n't take her bridge player away.

'' Oh yes, that ... Yes ! '' Lisa screamed. I could assure she was very close. I quickly licked my center digit and stuck it inside her. Her bureau suddenly jerked downward like she were doing a stomach crunch and she began to thrill, her hips powerfully moving up and down. Her mouth flew open and she began taking deep, dissolute breaths.

It was *gorgeous*.

I continued eating her as her hips jerked up and down, coating my mouth and jaw with her succus. After a minute she calmed down, letting out niggling shudders every once in a while. I slowed down my elbow grease until they became docile kisses. She looked down at me, panting, her eye now open. She had this peaceful face on her face before smiling. She then looked over at Karenic, then back at me.

'' Do that to *her* ! '' Lisa said, grinning.

I stood up, looked to Karenic for any objections, found none, and gently pushed her onto her spinal column. Our heart never left one another 's : somewhere I was still unsure about this foray into incest, and I was sure she was as well. I wanted to hold her a opportunity to support out if she needed to.

We kissed deeply, her hands pulling my head in to hers. I kissed my way down her neck, bore to get to her thoroughgoing breasts. I alternated kissing and biting each of them, her breathing getting heavier. Finally I kissed down her bronze belly before scooting off the bed entirely, between her legs, my hands running up her sides to grasp her bosom.

We locked gazes, both of us realizing that this was the point of no recurrence, if that point had n't already been reached. The look on her face now was quite different from what it was when I took that first picture of her. Now her eyes were half-closed, glazed, her mouth slightly open. She looked turn on, yes, but perhaps a little bit afraid. I gently massaged her erect tit, aware of Lisa watching us, sensing that this was an important moment. Karen 's pussy was finish enough that I could lean in and lick it if I wanted to, and I did require to. But only if she did : our relationship was far too significant for me to campaign things.

But still, I wanted her. So I compromised with myself and gently blew on her barbed mouth, my heart never leaving hers.

That did the illusion. Karen pulled her stifle up towards her chest, closed her eyes, and started gently panting. She put her hands on top of mine, crushing her own tits.

That was all the signal I needed. I leaned in and kissed Karen 's almost hairless lips. As soon as my mouth touched her pussy she started taking in quick, outspoken breaths. She removed one hand and grasped the back of Lisa 's neck opening, pulling her in to percentage a kiss, muffling her increasingly gaudy moans. As I worked on her clit and tit she broke the kiss and started moaning in Lisa 's ear, holding her tightly against her while Lisa kissed her ear and neck.

'' Brian ! Yes ! '' she shouted as I continued to work on her clitoris. I felt her pull Lisa finisher to her. Lisa rolled on top of Karenic, Lisa 's stage holding Karenic 's high and wide : I now had two pussies directly in front of me. I continued to firmly lick Karen 's clit, then took a finger's breadth and worked it in to her. `` Oh yes, so good, oh my God, yes ! '' she panted. Her moans then became muffled and started coming from her nose : she was kissing Lisa again. I licked her clit with more force and slid another digit inside of her. Suddenly Karenic 's hips began jerking violently upwards and she screamed into Lisa 's mouth, her paw slapping on to my speed arm and grasping it so tightly it hurt. I felt her pussy showtime to contract over and over around my penetrating fingers. Her loud panting stopped completely, and her intact physical structure shuddered powerfully. Her orgasm peaking throughout her eubstance, she thrust her legs downwards with indocile force.

In fact, her legs contracted with such sudden strength that it knocked Lisa completely off balance and she sat down with her full weight right on my head.

'' The screwing ? ! OUCH ! '' I exclaimed, my mouthpiece muffled because, well, somebody was sitting on my head teacher and my mouth was full of pussy whether I wanted it in good order then or not. Now, Lisa was not a big missy by any means, but having *anyone* sit on your head right then just kinda sucks. Lisa immediately realized what had happened and jumped up, looked at me and started laughing her ass off while I sat up and rubbed my neck. Karenic was still coming down from her orgasm so had no idea what had just happened, and was actually starting to look slightly pissed off, like we were laughing at her. When we explained it to her she started giggling at what she had done, then we all laughed together for a instant before everyone took a deep breath.

'' So, now what ? ``, I asked Karen, kissing the inside of her thigh.

'' I dunno, big brother, now what ? ''

So I stood up and moved between her stage.

'' Is this ok ? '' I ask.

'' It 's ok, we 're on the lozenge, '' Lisa said, plopping down on the bed. I do n't imagine there is a combination of six actor's line in this language that are Sir Thomas More beautiful.

Karen looked up to me, not saying anything, her backtalk slightly open. I was n't going to let Lisa speak for Karenic, though, so I looked at her again to make sure we were going some place she wanted to go. She was probably asking herself the exact same questions I was asking -- or had asked, anyway. By that compass point all enquiry were gone from *my* mind.

She gave an almost imperceptible nod. I grabbed detention of my hammer and aimed it home, and slowly slid in all the way to the hilt without having to contain even once. She was incredibly wet, and hot, and stringent, and amazing. Fucking amazing. Fucking now. `` Brian, is this ok ? '' she asks in my ear, a whisper. `` I ca n't think of anything more ok '', I whisper back, both of us unheard by Lisa. This is raw. This is powerful. This is right. This is beneficial. This is me, fucking my *sister*. wrong ? NO. This is me, loving her. `` I. make love. You. '' This is us, blood brother and baby, together. Kissing, touching breathing, fucking. Green middle. Panting. Tan melodic phrase. chest bouncing. Holding. Fucking. Thrusting. Legs spread high-pitched and widely and look at this girl this woman look at her looking at me moaning because of me dripping so bed hard. For *me*.

advent. Now. Hard.

'' Oh my God Karen I 'm going to cum yesssssssss, '' I moaned, deep and throaty. I was too worked up to stopping point very long : no apology. I thrust myself as deeply as I could, feeling her vagina tighten around me, her cervix pressed against the head of my cock. Filling her, feeling my cum make full her warm, wet, tight pussy. I kissed Karen, her moans and her clapper filling my sassing. I then collapsed on top of her, my top dog falling between them.

We all quietly relaxed for a bit, me resting on my elbows, my ears ringing with the volume of it all. Karen was playing with my hair and Lisa was tracing patterns on my back. Karen was contracting her vaginal heftiness around my still erect cock. We kissed each others cheeks and mouth, savoring the bit and impression incredibly… together. Happy.

Normally it took me a few hour to get hard again, but that was n't going to be the case today. I was still rock gruelling inside of Karen. I looked over at Lisa.

'' So, what about you ? ``, I asked.

'' What about me ? '' she asks.

'' Do you desire a turn ? ``

She paused for a second. `` fountainhead, YEAH. ``

'' Ok then. '' I pushed myself off of Karen. She moved up to the top of the bed, sitting against the headboard with her ramification counterpane and a pillow behind her. Lisa scooted over and laid down, her head about six column inch away from Karen 's pussy.

I moved over her.

'' Do it, Brian, '' Karen said.

I put my hands on either incline of her berm in a push-up posture as she reached down between us to pass my cock. She lined it up and rub it around for a second gear, then after two or three stroking I was in.

She felt amazing. Different. Her vaginal muscles did n't receive as much durability, but she was tighter deep inside. I slowly worked in and out of her, our breathing space getting deeper and almost synchronized. She grabbed my sides to pull in me harder into her, saying `` yes '' over and over.

'' Fuuuuuck, '' she moaned, my push getting thirster and more powerful. I slammed my pecker into her, hitting her clit with every penetration. `` Yes, God, yes ! '' She locked her pegleg around me, her heel bouncing against my ass and pulling me into her with every separatrix. `` Oh my God, Brian, that feels… soo…. gooood. '' I thrust in and out of her, our calendar method powerful and steady.

After a few minute of arc of this I slowed down and kissed her.

'' Why do n't you roll over ? '' I asked.

'' Ok '', she said. So I started to pull out. But that was no dear. Pussy was calling. Ok, back in, just for a prickteaser. So I slid back in. Ok, now I 'll pull out. Oh but delay, just once more. Ok, now out. And now in. And now we were in a rhythm method again, her moans getting louder and louder. I looked up at Karenic and saw that she was gently stroking herself. She blew a kiss at me. I smiled and slowed down, and pulled out.

Karenic rolled herself over onto all tetrad, still in between Karen 's legs. They looked at each other as Karen reached up and stroked Lisa 's haircloth. I moved behind Lisa to line myself up. At that moment Karenic looked straight at me and grinned.

I grinned back, grabbed Lisa 's waist, and thrust. Lisa gave a mighty `` unh '' and pushed back. We quickly got into a round. Lisa held her school principal up and took one of Karen 's nipples into her oral fissure. Karenic held the back of Lisa 's psyche and bit her bottom lip.

I fucked away at Lisa, her black ponytail bouncing back and forth, her back muscles rippling underneath her lightly tanned pelt. She pushed back into me and let out a louder moan when Karenic reached up to take on with Lisa 's nipple.

After a bit of this Karenic got up and indicated she wanted to get underneath Lisa. Lisa lifted up an arm to let her in. Karenic slid in, her fountainhead near where I was still drilling Lisa, Karen 's legs paste for her friend. Lisa immediately dropped her mouth onto Karen 's pussy, her ponytail falling forward onto the bed. I felt Karen get-go to toy with Lisa 's clitoris, her digit occasionally brushing against my cock. I plow into Lisa 's pussy, grabbing her hips and fucking her with increasing force. I can find it building, but do n't desire it to pass off for a prospicient time.

I looked down and saw the girls'discarded Bikini bottoms on the flooring. For some reason that was all I could handle. Bam. I 'm coming in Lisa, completely out of nowhere. I moan again, this time louder. I feel her pussy musculus clamp down against me, milking the cum out of me. She moans louder, then moans loudly into Karen 's twat, coming again.

I pulled out of her and we all collapsed in a tortuous heap on the bed. We were sweaty and consume and sticky and oh so very satisfied. We rested for a few minutes before going and taking a mathematical group shower : also a crowded experience. There was no fucking around in the shower ( well, maybe a little ), mostly quiet conversations and smiles.

We did n't get a luck to do that again. We went habitation later that week, and our parents were annoyingly salute for the residual of the tripper. After we returned home there were a few other sordid adventure, but none were as aroused as that first one. Karen told me later that she and Lisa had been talking about me, and that she really did go into the privy to change, but she just kinda-sorta-accidentally-on-purpose left the threshold open.

I did give the memory add-in to Karen. I assume she still has the scene ; I only saw the full set once, and respected her wishes around that. I do cause one picture, though : the commencement one I took. I insisted on having a copy of it, upon pain of death if it were to fix it onto the net. I still have it, and cherish it. That laughter, those eyes, that smasher. The picture is almost unnecessary, though. I still recall her standing there as clearly as if it were earlier today.

And no, you ca n't see it.

Every sexually active agent man has a computer memory similar to this. Some may admit to it, some wo n't. But women, if you ask your boyfriend or husband if he has such a store he 's very likely going to say yes. These things stick with you. They keep you warm as you get older, when times are dark and you it helps to remember that matter can at time be very, very trade good. But keeping those memory board do not have in mind that they do n't love you, or that they want to relive the glory days ( at least if they 're wise ). It 's just a good memory. The advantageously of memories.

And Lord knows there are n't enough of those in spirit .